I finally see I waited too long I fell in love with a girl who will never love me back At least not again, not again But the possibility of the greatness we could have created is something you never doubted If you can smell it you can inhale it And let the flow through your circulatory And tell a story of how a bu*terfly scent was sent from me to you Then I'm reminded of the times I gave you bu*terflies in your stomach But I realized the times have changed along with your appetite I realized just how much I want it But it doesn't matter cuz you're haunted By memories of your past endeavors with dishonesties And honestly I see your mind is focused on psychology Undoubtedly the reason I respect you Put your pa**ion over the possibility of pa**ion with another man Guess I'll have to come up with another plan Cuz going with the flow led me to fall in love with a dove who sits still as the waters spilled Seems like we let go of the ones we love the most We try our best to hold em close But sometimes the birds must spread their wings and fly to really love life And in turn we sacrifice a love life Bittersweet sentiments when doves cry Never will I know how much I would have hated or loved to be yours But for now I sit and wonder What it coulda been Pretty